O-high-O Trip
I finally managed to download all the various programs I need for my pictures and then upload said pictures, so if you are interested in seeing what we did this weekend you can check out THE PHOTO SET. Jojo, there is a picture in that set specifically for you. Can you find it?
I am so, so disappointed. I hate my new camera. Hate it with a red hot passion. Why does it make everything so damned blurry? Why does it make everything in the middle of the camera glow? Is it detecting the subject’s life force or what? I need to find my old camera. At least half the pictures that came off it were usable, unlike this new piece of shit camera. I am so sad. I read EVERYTHING I could get my hands on and this camera was supposed to be the sharpest mid-budget point and shoot available. I call bullshit.
But on to happier things! The weekend was excellent! I was so worried about Erik being a devil child that it never occurred to me that he would be a total angel. He’s going to make me look like a liar. Seriously, he has not been that well behaved for that long of a time period in his short little life. He woke up happy the morning we left, and continued to be happy on the whole drive to Ohio. The only moment of distress came when he realized O-high-o was not high in the clouds a high-ol’ mountain.
Oh, there was the moment of tears when Belle the Puppy exhibited her mad running skills. He was trying to race her, but she beat him handily with her four legs. He was so very sad and Julie and Jeff thought it was because the dog scared him. I thought that at first too, but then I had a flash of insight and asked him if he was mad because the dog was faster than him. Yup. Figures. Mr. Competitive. We had to explain that dogs have four legs so they go faster, so then he tried to run fast with his four hands and feet. It didn’t work so well, but he didn’t seem to notice.
I promise I won’t spam you with a bunch of pictures here, but I have to post this one. He was making brownies with Julie. This look is so typical. Little Mr. Not-so-Innocent.
Anyway, we had lots of lovely meals that almost worked for me until I developed a sudden meat aversion Saturday afternoon. I haven’t had any meat since, unless you count pepperoni on my pizza. I’m living on baked potatoes and crackers and milk.
We also visited a really fun place called COSI. It was a science museum thing for kids and kids at heart. We started the day with some rat basketball and moved on from there. I couldn’t believe how big the place was, nor how many people were there. I am told there weren’t many people there at all! I wouldn’t want to visit when it was crowded. We were having a hard enough time getting to all the things we wanted to try. I love it when adults hog all the fun toys.
I think the best thing was the ocean room–lots of water based experiments, including big streams that you could manipulate. Erik crossed the streams, but he didn’t turn into a Stay-Puft-Marshmallow man.
We also got to ride in a rocket, visit an old timey town, ride in a centrifuge (ok, so technically Erik and Mike rode in it for one revolution before Erik indicated he wanted off), star in a movie with giant fish attacking my head (not so lovely, I assure you!) and see a mismatched bridal party. COSI seems like a weird place to hold a wedding, but what do I know. I just know that orange bridesmaids dresses and teal groomsmen vests do not match. It bothers me. Why would they do that? WHY????
I also got to stick my foot in my mouth when we met Julie’s in-laws. They were making such crazy statements against the Obama speech in schools that I assumed they were being sarcastic and joined in the fun. Only they were serious. Whoops!
I’m very glad we were finally able to make it out there, though I am sad we didn’t have a couple of more days with them. They are always so much fun and it is so peaceful to be around people you know so well.
PS Sorry for the confusion on the pregnancy announcement. I originally did a friend’s locked announcement on LJ because of the infertility blogger bingo that I was accidentally involved in. I probably didn’t need to FL it. I don’t know what I was thinking. But now everyone knows, so I can freely complain about morning sickness! I am just so glad I don’t have to freak out for the next nine months, going around saying “But what will we DO with a baby?” I said that at least 20 times a day the last time I was pregnant. I quickly figured it out. Love it, feed it, change it and try to make it sleep. Kids are so much more fun than babies, though I probably wouldn’t have believed that when I was in the throes of new mamma love.